In my favorite fall shoes, we began the earth-tone trail.
Brown leaves covered the path, soggy from the rain that fell just hours ago.
We came upon a tree that thought "across" might be better than "up."
There were only splashes of green left on patches of grass and scattered bushes.
Rolling clouds of gray and white smeared the sky,
As if fury had spoken and taken over calm.
Because the absence of blue skies blurred the layers of gray,
Branches decorated the sky view to help provide a focal point for depth perception.
Gray skies hovered gray water.
Bare trees complemented gray skies.
Although it seemed like the dead of colorless winter,
The air was warm and inviting, and the walk was surprisingly pleasant.
We decided that we should hike this nature trail during every season so that we can experience the differences throughout the year. I can imagine a snowy white winter, a flowery spring, a green summer, and a colorful fall. We would be able to see, smell, hear, taste, and feel the differences nature has to offer us, if we could just take an hour from our busy days to embrace it. So... until winter!